Jack Knows My Name

Jack knows my name (mm-hmm) Cause drinking is his game

He pours a glass of the good stuff

And plays the same old refrain

Oh, the bottle gets heavy when the sun goes down (yeah)

But Jack keeps pouring till we leave this town

We count the hours

by the empty glass

(huh) Knowing this feeling

won't ever last

But Jack has got a story

for every dime we spend

Jack knows my name

(mm-hmm) Drinking is his game